Daily life in the academy

The two ladies had previously played leaf cards like Princess Ning. They were also veterans in the card game and had a strong learning ability. Bai Zhi only taught them twice and they already knew the rules of the game. The exciting card game began again.

The charm of mahjong is irresistible. The two ladies were so addicted to it that they didn't want to leave. In the past, they would refuse to have meals in other places, but now they had lunch in the palace, and the four of them continued the game in the afternoon.

The two ladies are novices, and their minds are not as active as Princess Ning's. Even with the aura of novices, they rarely win, but they still become more and more courageous as the game goes on. Money is a small matter to them. The important thing is that this way of playing is very novel, which always makes people immersed in it unconsciously.

It was not until the evening that servants from both mansions came to ask when the ladies would return home. They left reluctantly, but they still agreed to fight again next time, and Princess Ning agreed to all of their requests.

In the evening, Prince Ning and Princess Ning had finished washing up. The ice jar had already been placed in the bedroom. Prince Ning diligently massaged Princess Ning's shoulders and said, "Arou, you have worked hard today. What is the purpose of the two ladies coming?"

Princess Ning couldn't help but complain, "What else could it be? He's just here to sound out that person. He's been here several times before. I don't know what he's so anxious about. When he succeeds, the Ning Palace will do his job for him."

Prince Ning said in a deep voice, "Prince Gong is nineteen this year and will be crowned next year. Recently, my brother has been treating Prince Gong with increasing respect."

"They are brothers from the same mother. How could they really kill each other?"

"You forgot..."

Prince Ning did not continue speaking, but Princess Ning already understood that being born in the royal family is destined to be ruthless, but fortunately the one behind her is not an ordinary royal family member, and she only has one son, A Yao.

"Okay, I won't bother with that anymore. I used to have to talk myself into it, but now thanks to that kid Ah Zhi, whenever they come over, I'll just drag them along to play mahjong. It'll be much easier."

"..." This is not a bad thing, but King Ning was a little unhappy for some reason.

I don’t know if the news that mahjong is fun spread from those two ladies, but in any case, different ladies come to visit every day. Although some of them are of lower rank, they are always brought by their sisters or good friends.

Sometimes, four or five people came together, and the reception room of Prince Ning's Mansion almost became a guesthouse. After five days, Princess Ning made a rule that she would only accept visiting cards from two ladies every day, on a first-come, first-served basis.

Bai Zhi was amazed and said that Princess Ning was truly an extraordinary person, having grasped the true meaning of the appointment system so early.

Only then did Princess Ning feel a little more at ease. The noise and chatter from so many people were giving her a headache, but she couldn't afford to offend the adults and scold the ladies.

Princess Ning's schedule was packed, and Prince Ning was even less happy. Originally, he had to deal with official business every day which took up most of his time, and he didn't have much time to spend with the princess. Now he could only look forward to being close to her at night. The princess played mahjong all day, and after washing up, she fell asleep on the bed without saying a few words. He couldn't even have a good conversation with Arou.

He is the Prince of Ning, but his life is too hard.

Five days later, King Ning called Yan Qingchen.

"What do you think of your mother, your good classmates, and those ladies playing mahjong these days?"

Yan Qingchen remained calm: "I'm glad I haven't been forced by my mother to make up the numbers recently."

"Father is not good, you think of a way."

"How can I think of a solution? Mother is in high spirits, and I don't want to offend her."

Prince Ning acted like a rogue: "In short, this matter is non-negotiable. You have only a few days to come up with a solution."

Yan Qingchen wanted to imitate Bai Zhi and roll his eyes. Just as he was about to refuse, he heard the servant hurriedly report: "Sir, Young Master Mu is here and is clamoring to see you in your courtyard."

"Okay, you go down."

Yan Qingchen didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he stood up and prepared to leave. Prince Ning didn't forget to remind him, "It's settled. I'll wait for you in the study after dinner."

Yan Qingchen: “…”

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, he saw Mu Bailian lying leisurely in the rocking chair, and he even asked the servants to fan him, looking very comfortable.

"I haven't seen you for half a month, and you're already in such a hurry to exchange this prince right after you arrived. Why?"

Hearing Yan Qingchen's voice, Mu Bailian suddenly opened his eyes, and the expression on his face changed instantly, from calm and composed to aggrieved: "Brother Yan, you are finally back. You don't know how miserable I have been in the past half month..."

"I know." Yan Qingchen stopped him with one sentence.

"Burp—" Mu Bailian burped, looking in disbelief at the person he had always admired so much: "Brother Yan, what did you say?"

Yan Qingchen curled his lips and said, "I know you've been detained at home by General Mu for training for the past half month. Your swordsmanship should have improved by now."

"That's right, don't you see who I am..." Mu Bailian raised his head proudly as usual, but soon realized what was happening and started to accuse: "Brother Yan, you...you..."

He raised his hand, slightly bending his index finger, his hand trembling as he clutched his chest with his other hand. "How could you do this to me? I'm so heartbroken. Do you know how much I've endured in the past half month? Every day at the crack of dawn, that damned old man wakes me up for morning exercises. Less than half an hour after breakfast, he starts sparring with me again... For eighteen whole days!!!"

"I couldn't stand it any longer. I finally managed to take advantage of a break today and gave his beloved horse some croton, so he ran away."

"I was tortured, praying in my heart that Brother Yan would come and rescue me... I didn't expect that you would ignore me even though you knew about it... Brother Yan, you have such a cruel heart."

He screamed heart-wrenchingly, almost throwing a tantrum, and looked like he was really sad.

Yan Qingchen: "..." He didn't say that he had a general understanding of him, but he knew Mu Bailian very well. He was definitely pretending.

He looked at the person in front of him indifferently, and after ten breaths, he really... stopped.

Mu Bailian wiping the non-existent dust off the recliner in a servile manner: "Brother Yan, please sit down."

Yan Qingchen sat down calmly: "Tell me, what's the matter."

"Brother Yan... Can I stay at the palace for the next ten days? I can't go back to the Mu Mansion. If the old man knew that I was the one who gave his beloved horse the croton, you would never see me again..."

Mu Bailian's description was a little exaggerated, but it was pretty close.

At this moment, Mu Feng was beside the stable, yelling furiously, "You little bastard, I'm going to break his legs."

As if telepathy between father and son, Mu Bailian sneezed twice in succession, then acted coquettishly towards Yan Qingchen: "Brother Yan, look, look...my dad already knows about this. He's definitely scolding me and threatening to break my legs. Please have some mercy on me."

As luck would have it, just as he finished speaking, a servant from the outer courtyard came over carrying a bundle.

"Sir, Madam Mu sent someone to deliver Mr. Mu's clothes and homework. She also sent a message asking him not to return home until General Mu has calmed down."